Mostly Adequate!
Most of the time I just write whatever thought pops into my head that sounds neat. This is where a lot of that stuff lives.
My salary puts me right around the income level of a Bartender who noticeably spits in every drink she serves. I don’t make much, and nobody tips me. If my cat needed to go to the vet, or if my nephew stabbed his father, or if I suddenly had a wild desire to own a …
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I’d never seen a country come together to view the wild joy of a strange chicken that liked sitting in shoes, not until last night. Kind of. Is a chicken’s impact on the world any less if that chicken only ever existed in the dreams of a weird English teacher in the Southwest United States? …
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I don’t know if I’m homesick or just miss the restaurants that deliver to my apartment. I’ve been gone for a week, which is longer than I’ve been away from home in at least a year. That means it has been at least a year since I last didn’t have the power to look in …
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I want a prairie dog to comfort me the next time I watch Finding Dory. I want a prairie dog to be there for me when I’ve taken too big a bite of pancake and feel the fragility of life. I want a prairie dog to stand by me, little nose twitching, tiny feet tapping, …
When it comes to convincing myself I’m worthless, there’s nobody better than me. I can look at all my accomplishments, my work, my reviews from my students, my cat who still thinks she’s hungry even though she ate half an hour ago, my degree, and I can understand that all of those things are neat …
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Non-Euclidean Sofa 